Surviving Pain Separating Difficult

Chapter 008: The Irony of Marriage Without Love

“Tiarnan?”

Likta's voice sounded raucous, touching Tiarnan's consciousness so gently. Calming his heart that was troubled by the chaos, he took a step back. Removing the grip from his wife's hip.

In doubt Tiarnan looked fixedly at the woman before him, was all of this real? Or just his fantasy? Just like the last few months for wanting to get back this close. Enjoying her smile that is so charming, tempting even though she always acts ordinary.

“What's up? You're not feeling well? Is your head dizzy?” Likta asked so many questions. “What's this week you've been working so hard you've forgotten the time? If yes, you need to rest.”

Anxiety was clearly imprinted on Likta's pale countenance, her cheeks no longer meeting red. His eyes dimmed, trying to explain how much the woman was worried if something happened to her husband.

Tiarnan turned and walked towards the door, but quickly Likta's clumsy fingers grabbed onto her wrists and asked, “Please, tell me what's wrong? Why do you inhabit me?”

Breathing deeply, Tiarnan turned back to face Likta. Crossing the arms in front of the chest, putting on an elusive level, the man curled his eyebrows. Puff up the cheeks for a while before answering. “Somehow what got me caught up in a scandal with you, it's so easy for you to fall into my arms. And, honestly, I'm still wondering where the wound on your face came from? Has a woman hit you because you approached her husband?”

Pain seemed to gnaw at the heart, Likta thought to what her status was now. If Tiarnan does not have the slightest sympathy, the words that come out of his lips also tend to be painful. It was so different when we first met.

Likta's body seemed to be shivering, that bad was she in Tiarnan's eyes? Even after willing to give sanctity? Likta did not say a word to refute the man's accusations. The irony is, now he is stuck in a marriage bond with Tiarnan, a man who may never like him. Even though he currently contains the fruit of their mistakes.

Likta's gaze blurred, tears began to be blocked at the end of the fertilizer. Maybe everything that happened was a commensurate punishment for him, for acting out of bounds. However, the baby in the womb is innocent, he deserves to be happy, must have a whole family.

Likta tried to stand up straight even though the bones in her legs softened, as if unable to hold the weight of her body that is not how much. He slightly staggered back, the reflex motion of Tiarnan's fingers on the elbow managed to balance. He still remembered how the big and strong hand touched his body.

About three-four months ago, Likta had to go to Jakarta to find her father. For having been accused of stealing by Awang, the husband of Farida—adik his late mother.

The crew ruffled its waist, while driving away Likta. “Go, there! You son of a bitch, don't know it's lucky! Let's see, Ayon won't accept you.”

When the incident took place, Likta intended to invite Brielle because she had never gone to Jakarta, but her best friend was on vacation with family. Inevitably, he also ventured to go alone.

However, it is true what his uncle said, that Likta's son was outcast, not recognized by his father. Not welcomed by blue, he was instead expelled and forbidden to contact the father again.

The roar of tears accompanied Likta's steps as she left the house of the person who did not consider her a child. He still did not understand, why the father considered himself an unlucky carrier.

As Likta sat on the sidewalk, a small cat approached. “Oh, honey, where's your mother? You hungry?” As if understanding Likta's words, the cat meowed. “This is for you.” Split two sausages taken from a tote bag.

Two or three minutes apart, Likta saw a pair of legs stopping in front of him. Fear caused an irregular heartbeat, then a deep, gentle and polite voice anesthetized every nerve in his body.

Likta turned her head, she was indeed not very good at judging people, but when viewed from the perspective of a glance this foreign man looked good. Not the type that ignores appearance, jeans and clothes fit his body looks classy. Or his handsome face is what supports the man, so everything feels perfect.

The man asked something, but Likta was suddenly mute. It is difficult to control the performance response of the eyes, lips, and heart simultaneously. Grateful to still be able to move his hands, he pointed at the signboard that read the area at that time.

After getting the answer the man stayed away and Likta was about to go to the station. But—

“Wait! Where are these nights going? It is not safe for women to travel alone this late. Need a ride?”

Likta kontan swallow saliva, afraid of getting bad treatment from unknown people, “Thank you, but sorry I better walk alone.” He wanted to stay away, but it felt so hard.

“Dan, prone to rough treatment from someone,” chirps the man, because it can not be replied, he added, “Luka on your face is quite visible.”

“It's a fall scar, not because of the people's sejahatin,” us Likta must leave immediately, nowadays the appearance is often deceptive.

“Oke, let's just say this is a walking offer, want to join ngetrip? If you do not believe you can bring my ID card, as a guarantee if I get to anything,” he said solely to convince Likta.

For a moment Likta swept a glance, there were still vehicles passing by, but on the other side of the road there was a group of street children who just kept looking at him. It might be better to follow this man, rather than deal with them. Likta took a deep breath, then nodded, distracted from the intention of reading the man's identity. “Oke.”

“Good, my car is there.”

“Car bill?” The nervousness hit Likta's logic, all this time she had never done things spontaneously. There has to be a certain reason to do something, at least because he wants it. And, indeed, he was wanting to forget the problem in his mind, too painful considering the family's treatment of him.

Tiarnan's tone at that time did not contain an insistence, an offer that sounded sincere. And, during the two-day trip, the man was polite, inclined to be honest about financial conditions. Lictas that rarely depend on others contribute to some expenses, just paying for food. Also the cost of lodging for himself, but no doubt there is an oddity. It was as if luck was siding with him, coincidentally there was a price cut. Also the man was allowed to guide the kind of extreme sports, when Likta wanted to try paragliding.

On the way home the man insisted on driving his own car, Likta was between amazed and worried about his physical condition later. Until something happened, the man who is now known to Likta named Tiarnan fell ill. Armed with perseverance and compassion as a fellow human being, he also replaced the position of Tiarnan at that time.